11:54 p.m. Sarah-Jane wrote:
Don’t forget to lock the doors.
11:55 p.m. Sarah-Jane wrote:
Don’t forget the fire regulations.
11:55 p.m. Sarah-Jane wrote:
Let everyone know the doors are locked overnight, but in the event of an emergency they are opened by pushing the bars.
11:56 p.m. Sarah-Jane wrote:
Shit, shit, shit! Did we at any point make it clear there’s a strict no smoking and no vaping policy at the sleep out?
11:58 p.m. Sarah-Jane wrote:
Someone might wander into the kitchen in the middle of the night and switch the hob on.
11:59 p.m. Sarah-Jane wrote:
Can you stay awake all night and make sure nothing bad happens?
Message exchange between Lucas Stibson and Barry Walford on April 27, 2025:
12:01 a.m. Lucas wrote:
Bro, can you get over here? Need a presence asap.
12:01 a.m. Barry wrote:
Sure boss! On my way. Just have to creep out of the sleep out. No one’ll see, I’m near the door.
12:02 a.m. Lucas wrote:
Look hard.
12:03 a.m. Barry wrote:
I’m in Myra’s Hello Kitty leggings.
12:05 a.m. Lucas wrote:
Put some trousers on. These are proper ruthless blokes.
Transcript of a 999 call made at 1:13 a.m. on April 27, 2025:
Operator: What’s the address of the emergency?
Caller: Blood. Blood on the stage. There’s too many people, I don’t know what’s going on.
Operator: Where is the casualty?
Caller: Saint Barnabas church hall, Lockwood.
Operator: Is the patient breathing?
Caller: You can probably hear her howling.